Entries tagged with nanowrimo 2008

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( 'Welcome to your new home, Class of Oh Two,' the van driver chuckled, wiping a hairy hand across his nose as he laughed. )

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( When Respa awoke the next morning, there was a commotion coming from Horace’s bedroom. )

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( The downside of crashing at Horace’s place, he discovered that night, was that when Shaun stayed the night, the two of them were fairly noisy—especially Shaun. )

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( 'We keep seeing you around here,' Teri commented, wagging a cigarette between her index and middle fingers. )

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( When he arrived at St. Luke’s in Manhattan, he wasn’t carrying Kathy nearly so high, and his stride wasn’t quite as long. )

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( Respa didn’t go home that night. )

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( John Ivan Wilkins lived in a shitty tenement building on the Upper West Side, in a surprisingly horrible little pocket of an otherwise prosperous neighborhood. )

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This scene de-italicized for your reading pleasure.

( The morning sun was hot on his face that particular morning, a slab of light landing more or less in his eye. )

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( Kathy’s birth marked the start of a new era in his life. )

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( Respa never did call the number. )

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( 'It's not enough.' )

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( On a cool May night, Respa stood once again on a corner in the upper Forties of Manhattan, chilly in the shorts he hadn’t worn in an age. )

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( His encounter with Horace did nothing to stop his bizarre crusade. )

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( With Ryan gone, Respa’s grip on his humanity—never firm to begin with—eroded completely. )

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( The next day saw Respa awake first, and he considered letting Ryan sleep while he swung by the store to find him some food, but he knew it would only panic him to wake to an empty room. )

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( He awoke with a start to discover he was alone in the burrow of blankets, and at first his heart wrenched in his chest to think that he’d dreamed everything. )

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( On the day before his brainless plan, he roused himself from an early bout of sleep at eleven at night, pulling his Chucks on sleepily. )